What I Do ft Mr. BoomBoomBang

Duration

3:37

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Hook: Dawg i'm out to get it/ i aint stoppin' til I make it i'm a get it how i live it/ they dont give it I'm a take it put it down for the team/ puttin' on for my city nobody fuckin' with me/ ion think you niggas hear me told em' this is what I do, do, do, do, do this is what I do, do, do, do, do homie this is what i do, do, do, do, do this is what i do, do, do, do, do shorty this is what i do verse 1: i'm back in action, with trill & we rap attackin' these flacid bastards/ on every track that be bashin the passion that we flow with/ hopefully now you notice i spit the dopest opus/ the naysayers are bogus i'm focused and in my lane/ hopin' for my disdain let flow of what i wrote/ leave you broken and full of shame hopeless and defamed/ see I'm frozen to the pain so if you think you getting to me/ nigga quit playin' this aint the same kid from grade school/ that played the fool few too many times/ its my go to shine leavin' these niggas blind/ and to anybody dissin' i can show you bout 50 thousand people sayin' different, lil nigga step yo game up/ you see that i done came up got the team name up/ now nothing can restrain us we famous in our own right/ we make em get to shakin' like epilepsy in strobe lights/ can't name another crew that could put on like my niggas, dawg we bout blow like arthur sandoval and i aint worried bout you, i bet my lady could handle y'all boom told me to get em/ and so i got em and in case you got it twisted/ trick its still trillion dollar, holla Hook: verse 2: they thought I was playin'/ til i came in displayin' that amazin', killin' shit like jason i don't hang with lame niggas, only black squares near me are the two that's currently located in the framin' of my raybans this that spectacular practical natural/ far from average unpassable/ i been amassing a classical passion you niggas lackin' now feel the lastin' blast of verbal magnum as I proceed bag and toe tag em Hated on by these bummy niggas cuz i'm something like the meter that I'm parked by/ my time cost money nigga so pay for the convo like you posed to do or shut yo ass up and only speak to me when spoken to damn soundin' kinda harsh aint it i guess that you could say that my success has left me jaded cuz all these dudes hated/ all of em shiesty they all pretend to like me/ turn my back they try to knife me mad cuz they forgettable/ unforgivably miserable unequivacly pitiful/ figuratively literal surrounded by a bunch of damn squares while my well roundedness is comin' round nearly fully cylindrical, what! Hook: surprise ending